"Since it is an illusion, let me destroy it." An Pingsheng felt the emotion emanating from his gun. The emotion shocked him, but he was also secretly happy.
The spiritual weapon has its spirit, it is indeed true
He performed a few moves at random, and suddenly, the gun body vibrated, and the air blades rushed towards those 'treasures' like random blades, cutting them all into countless pieces in the blink of an eye.
“Tsk tsk!!…….”
Just after all these illusory treasures were destroyed, those tempting scenes did not appear again in the palace, and the scene changed.
I saw waves of strong demonic energy emerging from all around. The demonic energy rolled and formed a series of strange monsters with ferocious faces. They were just like ghosts, and their whole body was illusory. However, the whole body was filled with demonic energy, and their expressions were abnormally ferocious. In their eyes,
There was only a murderous light, the mouth opened and closed, and bursts of strange screams filled the palace.
These are all demons, and each one has a powerful demonic energy. However, they seem to be illusory existences, just like ghosts. However, they are more terrifying than ghosts, and their demonic aura can contaminate magic weapons even more.
When it pounces into a person's body, it can devour the soul, and the demonic energy takes over the human body. If you don't pay attention, you can plant the demonic energy in the opponent's body. When it grows stronger, it can turn people into demons and make people become demons.
It is absolutely extremely difficult to destroy demons. Even if they are broken into pieces and dispersed, they can still re-condensate their bodies in the blink of an eye. Unless there is a method or magic weapon for demon cultivation, otherwise, if you encounter it,
Just hide as far as you can from them.
Now, there are hundreds of demons appearing in the hall. They are moving at very fast speeds, leaving countless afterimages behind them, making strange screams and opening their demonic mouths.
"An Pingsheng! An Pingsheng! You have been ours for a long time. We are here to collect the debt!"
With that said, he pounced towards An Pingsheng, from all directions, with no place to dodge. This pounce had a vague aura of wanting to kill him completely.
An Pingsheng was unable to be tempted by his inner demons. The Demon Palace finally showed its ferocious face, and those demons actually called out An Pingsheng's real name, as if they were very familiar with him.
In fact, the power of the Demon God Palace is not what it is now. It has not even displayed one ten thousandth of its power. It is not that the user cannot exert it, but that the Demon God Palace itself has been severely damaged and its power has been greatly reduced.
Otherwise, since it is the portable magic treasure of the demon from outside the territory, its most powerful power is to attract the inner demon.
During the period of total victory, once the inner demons are aroused, even those with great supernatural powers will be extremely fearful. Otherwise, An Pingsheng would never be able to keep his mind calm even if ten thousand people enter.
Killing the enemy with a demon is a second-rate move.
Nowadays, even the devil's power has been greatly reduced.
Moreover, Fu Pengtao was not their favorite user. An Pingsheng, who had long been infiltrated by demonic energy, was their most suitable host.
"What the hell are you?!"
An Pingsheng's expression was solemn, and he quickly waved the spear in his hand, and air blades flew out from the tip of the spear continuously. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of them were formed.
These air blades were like a storm, with him as the center, cutting wildly and without concealment in all directions.
All around, sharp lights flashed.
Although the Overlord Spear is controlled by him, it has not yet been refined into a natal demon weapon that is intertwined in life and death. Using it to fire out an air blade requires consuming one's own demon power and energy every time it is fired.
Because, despite the mighty appearance of the Overlord Spear dancing in An Pingsheng's hands, it seems to be very light, but in fact the Overlord Spear is extremely heavy, and wielding it consumes a lot of physical strength and magical power.
If an ordinary monk came over, he might not even be able to lift the gun body.
Every time you swing, you need to consume energy and demonic power. The demonic power is not bad. After practicing the "Holy Tiger Heart Method", there is basically no shortage of demonic power.
But now that hundreds of air blades are being fired, 30% of the physical strength is consumed almost instantly, which obviously cannot last long.
However, after consuming so much demon power, there was absolutely no waste in the attacks launched by physical strength. The attacks were so sharp that they fell on those demons, and sharp rays of light flashed through them.
They were cut into several or even dozens of pieces by the air blade. Then, the air blade continued to exert its force and slashed heavily on the surrounding palaces.
"Boom!"
The demon head was chopped into pieces, but the air blade blasted against the palace, but it only caused the palace to tremble violently for a few times, and then burst out a stream of pure demonic energy, like strands of sword wire, which consumed all the power.
The almost identical air blade was instantly smashed to pieces.
The originally broken demons gathered together again in the blink of an eye, re-forming demons one after another.
However, the demonic energy on these demons has become much lighter and thinner.
It can be seen that the air blade that just cut open their bodies did not cause no loss to them.
"What on earth are these? Even my air blade can't kill me, and why do I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity?" An Pingsheng saw that the originally broken demon returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.
His heart was filled with turmoil. He had never seen such a weird thing since he was born.
Why does it feel familiar?
It's weird, it's so weird, it's so weird that my scalp is numb and my hairs are all about to stand up.
After all, An Ping's cultivation time is still short, and he has never been exposed to evil things like demons. How could he know how weird and terrifying demons are.
"Tsk tsk!!"
These demons persevered and once they regained their form, they pounced on An Pingsheng again.
“Qiang Qiang!!——”
An Pingsheng's expression was solemn, and without even thinking, he waved the Overlord Spear again and fired the air blade. The air blade once again smashed the attacking demon into pieces.
But then, that weird thing happened again in front of my eyes, and the demon condensed into a body again. Although the demonic energy outside the body became much thinner again, it was still ferocious and terrifying, and every one was no less powerful.
On the power of Qi training.
"This place is indeed very weird. The palace that Fu Pengtao took out looks very evil. It is definitely not a magic weapon of the right way. We must find a way to get out from here, otherwise, these weird things will kill and fail. I will continue
Firing out the air blade will only consume myself. If my physical strength is exhausted, it will be dangerous."
An Pingsheng's heart sank, and he saw that the demons around him were almost immortal. If he continued to fight, if the demons did not die, he would be completely consumed.
"Hey, these weird things are illusory and similar to ghosts. I don't know if my king pattern can deal with them."
When I saw the demon's form, it didn't have a real physical body, it just existed like a soul. I couldn't help but think of my own innate magical power, and I was working as an aide.
The purple-gold king pattern has an extraordinary miraculous effect on things like ghosts. Any soul, as long as the king pattern appears, will be invincible.
In the case where the air blade cannot kill, maybe the king pattern can have a miraculous effect.
With this thought, An Pingsheng immediately made up his mind, and when he saw the demons rushing towards him again, his face became extremely cold.
"Be the assistant of the tiger and subdue the ghosts and gods!!"
As soon as he thought about it, the purple-gold king pattern on his forehead immediately began to beat rapidly, and wisps of purple-gold divine light continued to burst out from the king's pattern.
When the king pattern is beating, it seems like a purple flame burning on the forehead, which looks extremely mysterious.
The demonic energy that had been restrained on his body could no longer be restrained when the king pattern was used.
Waves of demonic energy billowed out of his body like smoke, and it was pitch black, covering his entire body.
Waves of supreme majesty spurted out and pressed toward the entire palace.
Under the background of the momentum, at this moment, An Pingsheng's body seemed to suddenly become extremely tall.
"Uh-huh!!"
Wisps of purple-gold divine light shot out like lightning when the king pattern was beating at its most violent. Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire palace was filled. This purple-gold divine light seemed to contain a kind of mystery that could not be fathomed.
The power of.
It has no effect on other things, but when it falls on the hundreds of demons, the layers of demonic energy in the demon's body are like summer snowflakes encountering the scorching sun, making a strange sound of "chichi" and quickly dissipating.
Lose.
The demonic energy seemed to have met its nemesis.
The mysterious aura in the main hall was completely extinguished.
Then, these purple-gold divine lights condensed together and condensed into purple-gold silk threads, which fell on the demon heads. Like silk, they were directly bundled into purple silk cocoons, which were about to be pulled into the king's pattern.